It is called the
University of California."
"And this California; what is it, my lord?"
"A name," returned Chick. "Immediately on the other side of the
Spot is a region called California."
"The promised land, my lord!"
"The promised land indeed. There are some who call it paradise,
even there." And for good measure he proceeded to tell much of his
own land, of the woods, the rivers, the cities, animals,
mountains, the sky, the moon, and the sun. When he came to the sun
he explained that no man dared to look at it continuously with the
bare eyes. Its great heat and splendour astounded Geos.
Concerning himself he nonchalantly stated that he was the fiance
of Holcomb's daughter; that is, son-in-law-to-be of the prophet
Jarados; that he was sort of Junior Rhamda. He declared that he
had come from the occult Rhamdas, through the other side of the
Spot, in search of the Jarados who had gone before. As to his
blankness up to now, and his perplexity--he was but a Junior; and
the Spot had naturally benumbed his senses. Even now, he
apologised, it was difficult to know and to recall everything
clearly.
Through it all the Rhamda Geos Listened in something like awe. He
was hearing of wonders never before guessed in the Thomahlia. As
the prospective son-in-law of the Jarados, Watson automatically
lifted himself to a supreme height, so great that, could he only
hold himself up to it, he would have a prestige second only to
that of the prophet himself.
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